Saturday, February 16, 2013

Where the Time Goes

At least until basketball season is over, Thursdays kill me.  (Friday I have no excuse for.)  It's math day; Faith has basketball practice at 7 which means there's no time for dinner between when Tommy gets home and time to leave; and I leave practice early to catch the beginning of "Person of Interest" at 8 so I can tell what Tommy what's happened when he gets home with the kids.

I'm two weeks behind on reading the daily newspaper, and this Thursday it was 11 PM before I realized I hadn't eaten anything all day.  I didn't eat breakfast, skipped lunch, and didn't have time for dinner.

1 comment:

mamabeck said...

I feel ya!
I had to answer to my doctor a few weeks ago. She asked "exactly how many meals a day do you eat on average?" I said "two. Sometimes one. I just don't stop running all day." The look on her face was priceless... LOL

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